The Strongest Anger Upgrade System

Chapter 582: Drifting to Kongtong

Guo Rui was shocked. Why did Lin Chen become so angry when he came to Kongtong?

The Qingshan disciple frowned slightly, looked at Lin Chen up and down, sneered and asked: “Who are you? You have such a big tone? Let our head teacher come to see you?”

“Ugly not spicy chicken, lack of arms and legs, wait until you go up the stone steps of our Kongtong first!”

As soon as the disciple’s voice fell, he tapped his toes and stepped onto the stone steps and ran towards the mountain gate.

I saw Lin Chen, who had not shown much dew, and Guo Rui and the others were pushed a hundred meters away with a light wave of his right hand.

Lin Chen’s mental energy surged wildly, and the 3,600-storey stone steps flew away from the stone path. The disciple in the blue shirt was unstable and fell into a dog to chew on the mud.

Guo Rui and the others had a splitting headache, and rolled straight on the ground, blood oozing from the seven orifices.

They looked at Lin Chen dumbfounded. It turns out… Lin Chen is so powerful?

“Wow!” 3,600 layers of stone steps flew down like a waterfall, paved one by one at the foot of Lin Chen, and Lin Chen walked towards the mountain gate in a leisurely manner.

Three thousand six hundred stone steps, three thousand six hundred small formations all collapsed.

The Qingshan disciple looked at Lin Chen blankly, as if looking up at a god.

“Head!” He yelled again and again, and hurriedly ran towards the gate.

Lin Chen’s white, deadly pupils looked towards Kongtong Mountain Gate, and shouted: “Wu Sanjia! Demon Lin is here for revenge.”

After nine years of tempering, Wu Sanjia broke through the ninth level, and he stood at the gate of the sect with a magic rune.

Hundreds of disciples surrounded Wu Sanjia, with a talisman sword pointed at Lin Chen.

Wu Sanjia looked at Lin Chen and said in surprise: “Lin Chen! Are you still alive?”

“Laozi’s hatred has not been reported, how can he die?” Three thousand stone steps flew towards him.

Together with Wu Sanjia’s runes, the sky thunder and fire smashed the stone steps one after another.

The power that Lin Chen showed made him frightened. He shouted, “What hate? My Kongtong did participate in the encirclement and suppression of Mingjiao, but isn’t it all right for you Mingjiao?”

“Lu Hanlin still killed countless my Kongtong disciples, one ninth-level elder, isn’t this price enough?”

“Don’t pretend to Laozi, the hatred of killing his father is not shared!”

Lin Chen’s mental energy surged wildly, “Jingzhe!”

The copper coin sword flew out suddenly, and the seven coins flew out in all directions, pushing towards Wu Sanjia.

Wu Sanjia gritted his teeth and glared at Lin Chen, “Why is there no reason to sin? My Kongtong is the inheritance of Taoism, and I am afraid that your Lin Devil will not succeed?”

There was no sign of aura surging in Lin Chen’s body, but even an eighth-level master couldn’t do this with three thousand stone steps.

“Don’t worry, you sects, Laozi will find them one by one.”

With a flick of Lin Chenqu’s finger, the situation changed color.

This place is the Kongtong sect. Wu Sanjia flew up the clouds with his legs and a magical rune towards Lin Chen.

Lin Chen snorted coldly, and the seven coins shot at him.

He picked a rune, and seven copper coins flew away.

“Lin Chen, look at your face, what kind of magic is this hand, right?”

“Laozi trains your grandma’s legs!”

“Sword up!”

“Whhhhhhhh!” The rune swords on the Shanmen disciples gathered towards Lin Chen one after another.

In addition, the entire Kongtong sky gathered nearly 10,000 flying swords.

“Wu Sanjia, today, I will sacrifice your Kongtong to your father.”

“Dreaming!”

Wu Sanjia flexed his finger, a drop of essence and blood gathered at the tip of the magic rune sword, and suddenly dark clouds surged.

Thunder light flickered, and a cloud of clouds brewed above Lin Chen’s head.

Guo Rui and others at the foot of the mountain could not say that they were shocked. This is a real battle between heaven and man.

With this ability, Lin Chen could easily destroy the entire Vanity Town.

“Disperse to Laozi!”

Lin Chen roared and “buzzed”, and saw the dark clouds above his head instantly swing away, there was no cloud in the sky, and a clear sky.

“Puff!” Wu Sanjia spit out blood.

“Death to Laozi!” Thousands of flying swords shot together.

“Devil Lin, dare you?”

I saw a ninth-level Taoist dressed in gray linen suddenly appeared, flicking the gray whisk in his hand, abruptly blocking Lin Chen’s flying sword.

“Teacher Kongtong!” Lin Chen chuckled twice.

“You also die for Laozi.” Feijian surged forward again.

“Papa Papa…” These long swords burst into pieces one after another.

Lin Chen’s pupils contracted, and the surging mental power converged into an invisible silver needle.

With a sound, this silver needle pierced directly into the palm of the teacher’s mind.

The palm teacher’s pupils shrank for a while, and his complexion was gray.

He slapped Wu Sanjia away with a palm and shouted, “Run!”

“Notify the rest of the sects! The head of the forest demon is back for revenge.”

“Master!” Wu Sanjia shouted through gritted teeth, but was wrapped in the spiritual energy of the master, a crane grabbed Wu Sanjia and flew towards the sky.

“None of you can escape today.” Lin Chen said coldly.

“Let me die, let me go!” The head teacher, his pupils gradually turned grayish white, said slowly, his tone was slightly pleading.

“impossible!”

He closed his eyes lightly and said to himself: “If there is a cause, there will be an effect, you all run away!”

With a wave of the master teacher’s whisk, the mountain protection formation opened, and he spouted a mouthful of blood.

The whisk was dyed bright red, and with another wave, the whisk had already turned into dust.

Lin Chen spit out a mouthful of blood, the blood pooled into arrows, and “puchi” pierced the old man’s chest.

Master Kongtong finally closed his eyes and fell down the mountain. The big blue eagle kept crying, catching Master’s body, and flew away.

Lin Chen looked back at the Kongtong disciples down the mountain, their faces were full of horror.

“Lin Demon! My Kongtong will never die with you.”

“Then you all go and die.” Lin Chen’s mental energy surged.

With a “pop”, the brains of the eighth-level master standing in the front suddenly exploded.

“Who else will never die with me?”

“And I!”

“Snapped……”

“I!”

“I want to avenge the head teacher!” These low-level disciples rushed towards Lin Chen one by one.

Lin Chen waved his hand, and the person who rushed bleeds to death.

In the entire Kongtong, no one retreated, and Lin Chen killed half of them.

“Uncle Shuangmu!” At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded at the entrance of the hall.

Xiaohong, Pan Honglang, and Chen Man suddenly appeared at the door.

They were bandaged and put on clean clothes.

Lin Chen stayed for a while, “puff” a talisman sword into Lin Chen’s chest.

The mental energy surged, and this seventh-level disciple’s brain exploded, and blood splashed on Lin Chen’s face.

Xiaohong cried and pleaded: “Uncle Shuangmu…please don’t kill, okay?”

“It was the headmaster who saved us…”

Lin Chen’s turbid eyes looked at Yanbuweidie again, glaring at his Kongtong disciples one by one.

Lin Chen drew out the talisman sword, kept it on the ground, turned and sat on the steps without saying a word.

No one of the Kongtong disciples dared to step forward, only Xiao Hong walked towards Lin Chen step by step with tears in her eyes.

The disciple Kongtong exclaimed: “Red girl! This is a man and a big demon, don’t go there!”

Xiao Hong’s eyes flowed with tears, choked, and retorted loudly: “He is not a demon, he is a great hero who saved more than 300,000 people in Jiangbei City!”